I am currently reading a house construction agreement and... Well, read it for yourself:
"The parties undertake to resolve all disputes and disagreements that may arise under this agreement by fighting one-on-one with knives."
A little further down the hall from the room where I currently live, there is a wooden border post. It's taller than me. Just standing there. Menacingly.
The Soviet Union. A judge walks out of the courtroom and laughs. Someone asked him what he was laughing at, and he replied that he had heard a funny joke.
"Tell me."
"Can't, I just gave 10 years for it."
Ehem. I remembered something else and again, I refuse to suffer alone. No matter how your tongue lies in your mouth, it will be uncomfortable. Also, you can feel your own teeth with your tongue.
For the second week now, I've been walking around tired as a dog. Three people quit their jobs and we were overwhelmed with the work that remained after their departure. Not cool.

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